The Poems of Philip Freneau, Poet of the American Revolution. Volume 3 (of 3)Freneau, Philip Morin
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The Poems of Philip Freneau, Poet of the American Revolution. Volume 3 (of 3)
Freneau, Philip Morin
American poetry
[120] From the edition of 1815. Monroe was United States Minister to
France from May, 1794, until August, 1796, when he was recalled for lack
of sympathy with the administration. He did not arrive in America until
the following year. He was loudly hailed by the Republican forces, and a
dinner was arranged for him in Philadelphia over which General Gates
presided and at which Jefferson, the Vice President, Dayton, the
Speaker, McKean, the Chief Justice, and many others conspicuous in the
government were present.
ODE[121]
For July the Fourth, 1799
Once more, our annual debt to pay,
We meet on this auspicious day
That will, through every coming age,
Columbia's patriot sons engage.
From this fair day we date the birth,
Of freedom's reign, restored to earth,
And millions learn, too long depraved,
How to be govern'd, not enslaved.[122]
Thou source of every true delight
Fair peace, extend thy sway,
While to thy temple we invite
All nations on this day.[123]
O dire effects of tyrant power!
How have ye darken'd every hour,
And made those hours embitter'd flow
That nature meant for joys below.
With sceptred pride, and brow of awe
Oppression gave the world her law,
And man, who should such law disdain,
Resign'd to her malignant reign.
Here on our quiet native coast
No more we dread the warring host
That once alarm'd, when Britain rose,
And made Columbia's sons her foes.
Parent of every cruel art
That stains the soul, that steels the heart,
Fierce war, with all thy bleeding band,
Molest no more this rising land.
May thy loud din be changed for peace,
All human woe and warfare cease,
And nations sheath the sword again
To find a long, pacific reign.[124]
Soon may all tyrants disappear
And man to man be less severe;
The ties of love more firmly bind,
Not fetters, that enchain mankind.
But virtue must her strength maintain,
Or short, too short, is freedom's reign,
And, if her precepts we despise,
Tyrants and kings again will rise.[125]
No more an angry, plundering race,
May man in every clime embrace,
And we on this remoter shore,
Exult in bloody wars no more.
On this returning annual day
May we to heaven our homage pay,
Happy, that here the time's began
That made mankind the friend of man!--
[121] From the edition of 1815. The title is manifestly wrong. The poem
was first printed in a small pamphlet with the following title page:
"Means | for the | Preservation | of | Public Liberty. | An | Oration |
delivered in the New Dutch Church, | on the | Fourth of July, 1797. |
Being the twenty-first | Anniversary of our Independence. | By G. J.
Warner. | [_Ten lines from Freneau_] | New York: | Printed at the Argus
Office, | for | Thomas Greenleaf and Naphtali Judah. | 1797."
At the end of the pamphlet is the poem with the title: "Ode | (Composed
for the Occasion, by P. Freneau.) | The Musick Performed | by the |
Uranian Musical Society."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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